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in the current room...Server Administrator-> This channel is now moderated(65) ticattack: Aye, quick one, if possible.(68) Gautam: A little bit.(67) Lunauc: About to fillet an ex-mummy bastard!(69) TaliesinNYC: you're in the Black Abyss,
you're in combat with Afik'aton and you're pursuing Trifakas and his cronies(65) ticattack: Ahh, yes. Cool.(68) Gautam: Oh right. And the place we're in
is screwing with our magic.(69) TaliesinNYC: init order is as follows: 12
J'hz, 8 Ag, 6 Git, 6 Lel(69) TaliesinNYC: yes(69) TaliesinNYC: Afik'aton goes last** Afik'aton tries to seize Agatha in the hopes of
throwing her off the precipice into the eye of the Abyss. **whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+7]
-> [17,7] = (24)(69) DM: (AC 24, grapple check)(68) Agatha: ((opposed grapple)) [1d20+12]
-> [8,12] = (20)whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+7]
-> [3,7] = (10)(69) DM: He ignores the peril of your attacks
((OOC: you do get an AOO against him)) and grabs you, intending to hurl you off
into the eye of the storm.** (68) Agatha answers the wizard's approach with the
white-hot flashes of Bar-eth'el. **(67) Lunauc: (unless he has a feat, yes)(68) Agatha: "Don't you get grabby
now!"(68) Agatha: AOO: [1d20+17]
-> [7,17] = (24)(68) Agatha: Damage: [1d12+6+4]
-> [4,6,4] = (14) ((if 24 hits))(69) DM: ((yes))(69) DM: (12, J'hz)** (65) ticattack starts as the mummy tries to hurl
Agatha, and hurriedly grabs a feather from the puch at his belt, running it
across his torso (Casting Fly) **(65) J'hzuu: ((Geh))** (65) J'hzuu starts as the mummy tries to hurl
Agatha, and hurriedly grabs a feather from the puch at his belt, running it
across his torso (Casting Fly) **(69) DM: (8, Ag)(68) Agatha: ((still in grapple?))(69) DM: (yes)** (68) Agatha struggles to break free of the mummy's
hold, taping into hidden reserves. ((Raging)) **(68) Agatha: "GraaaH! Get your stinking
hands off him you damned rotting carcass!"(68) Agatha: Grapple check to break free:
[1d20+6+8] -> [17,6,8] = (31)(68) Agatha: ((Kick to the face!))(68) Agatha: ((off me*))whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+7]
-> [19,7] = (26)(69) DM: (rage for the win. and you have no
idea how lucky you are.)(69) DM: (6, Git)(68) Agatha: With a square kick to the jaw,
Agatha shakes loose and lands clumsily in front of the monster.** (67) Lunauc steps a bit aside of the cast off
creep, flanking with aggy as he slashes out with suhail and dagger **(67) Git: Suhail Attack Roll: [1d20+8] ->
[5,8] = (13) ===> Damage: [1d6+2+0] ->
[3,2,0] = (5)(68) Agatha: "There's more where that
came from, bastard! Go ahead and try to tempt me!"(67) Git: Ceremonial Dagger Attack Roll: [1d20+11]
-> [10,11] = (21) ===> Damage: [1d4+1+0]
-> [4,1,0] = (5)(67) Git: Suhail (2-w) Attack Roll: [1d20+6]
-> [11,6] = (17) ===> Damage: [1d6+2+0]
-> [1,2,0] = (3)(67) Git: (not sure what bonus suped up suhail has atm)(69) DM: (13 is a miss. 21 is a hit and the 17
is a hit)(69) DM: (6, Lel)** (63) Lellick moves to stand next to J'hzuu,
watching the fight warily. **(63) Lellick: (No other actions)** Afik'aton steps back and lets loose with a barrage
of winged black vipers that stream out of his eyes and mouth and sink their
fangs directly into Agatha's flesh before vanishing. **whispering to TaliesinNYC, [5d4+5]
-> [2,2,4,3,2,5] = (18)(69) DM: (18 damage, no save)(69) DM: (12, J'hz)** (68) Agatha yells out in anger. **** (65) J'hzuu waves his hand, and a small fireball
appears hovering over it. He makes a noise between a hiss and a roar as he
hurls it towards Afik'aton. (Glove, [1d20+6] -> [14,6]
= (20), [1d6+2] -> [6,2] = (8)). **** Afik'aton grins evilly at J'hzuu.
"Fool!" **(69) DM: He seems to be unaffected by your
attack.(69) DM: (8, Ag)** (65) J'hzuu gulps involuntarily, but holds the
mage's gaze. **** (68) Agatha wrecklessly dives into Afik'aton,
unleashing her full fury on him. **(68) Agatha: ((full attack))(68) Agatha: 1st attack, power attack:
[1d20+8+6+4-5] -> [7,8,6,4,-5] = (20)(68) Agatha: ((miss?))(68) Agatha: ((oh wait that's 21 if it
matters))(69) DM: (yes its a hit. damage please)(76) Lunauc (enter): 23:05(68) Agatha: Damage: [1d12+9+4+2+5]
-> [11,9,4,2,5] = (31)(68) Agatha: 2nd attack, normal: [1d20+3+6+1+4]
-> [20,3,6,1,4] = (34)(68) Agatha: ((heh. Too bad he's undead))(68) Agatha: Damage: [1d12+9+4+2]
-> [12,9,4,2] = (27)(68) Agatha: ((done))** Afik'aton collapses to the ground, dead. **** Suhail shatters. **(69) DM: Two vaguely man-shaped forms, one
gleaming white and the other ebony black with crimson streaks within rise from
the forms of Afik'aton and Suhail's remains and vanish into the eye of the
Abyss.Attempting to assign the role of PLAYER to (76)
Lunauc...(69) TaliesinNYC: Booting '(67) Lunauc' from
room...(67) Lunauc (exit): 23:11** (68) Agatha takes a few whacks at the monster's
skull to make sure the fight's over. "What that's it?! No dancing flaming
skeleton rats? No fireballs when we ain't looking? That's all you have?"
**** (65) J'hzuu blinks. "Huh?" **(76) Lunauc: "That was rather... anti-climactic."** (63) Lellick stares at the forms as they ascend,
then circles around to watch Agatha's abuse of the corpse. "I would have
to agree, but..that seemed
genuine.." **** (76) Lunauc looks about for further harm or
reaction from the abyss. **(76) Git: (er...)** (76) Git looks about for further harm or reaction
from the abyss. **(69) DM: There is an answering flash in the
center of the storm, as if a battle is going on in the depths below you.** (68) Agatha falls down on knee and uses her
greataxe for support as she takes in some deep heavy breathes. The blade is
almost seems to be smoking from its work. **(68) Agatha: "Well, that's alright
the--woah!"** (76) Git bows to the abyss, offering to the still
battling cleric, "Thank you for all your aid, and.... Good Luck." **(68) Agatha: "huhh..What's was
that?"(76) Git: "My guess... a big..big fight."(76) Git: "Lellick..can
you see to Aggy's wounds?"(63) Lellick: "I can try..."** (68) Agatha raises a hand as she rises. "I'm all right. Just catching my
breath." **(68) Agatha: "That snake trick wasn't as
nasty as it looked.(76) Git: :nods to aggy: "If you say
so."** (63) Lellick goes over to Agatha, shaking his
head. "There will most likely be a confrontation in the future... in which
case, I'd prefer you facing it in better health." He reaches up to touch
her arm, murmuring the words of a spell. **(63) Lellick: (Attempting to spontaneously
cast Cure Moderate Wounds - rolling for HP gain now)(69) DM: Seconds later, the colossal forms of
Suhail and Afik'aton appear in the center of the crimson storm whirling below
you. Growing rapidly in the air, the two titans quickly tower over you and
enter into combat, causing the very ground on which you're standing to tremble.(63) Lellick: [2d8+7]
-> [2,6,7] = (15)(68) Agatha: ((perfect))(69) Suhail: "This ends now, servant of
Set, as this meeting was ordained by Fate."** (68) Agatha stares up at the sky in amazement.
"Well he looks he faring pretty well up
there." **(68) Agatha: ((looks like* rather))** Afik'aton sneers at the aged cleric standing
before him. "The time of the gods of Dawn is past, old one. And you are
old and weak on this plane. And you will die here in this Black Abyss, and your
champion on the mortal plane shall be vanquished, and Khalitarius shall reign
supreme!" **(65) J'hzuu: ((AFK a few))** (76) Git watches the scene silently **(69) Suhail: "So be it, for we have no
Fate but the Fate we are given." (begins chanting
as he summons a sphere of golden light easily the height of ten men in front of
his opposite)** (63) Lellick turns his gaze upwards, staring with
something close to wonder. **(69) DM: The two immortals enter combat. Cracks
in the ground appear and threaten to break off into the whirling maelstrom
below. Looking over the next ridge, you see that the pathway descends into a
yawning chasm. The minaret floats in the air nearby.(76) Git: seeing the ground cracking beneath them, git utters but one
word: "Run." :and with that, he's off,
charging for the minaret.:** (63) Lellick scrambles after Git, shouting after
him, "Be wary! We still don't know where our enemies are!" **(76) Git: "No... but i know where the
crumbling pathway is!"** (68) Agatha starts to move away from the crumbling
ground. "Aye...I'm sure Suhail can handle this one from here...No need for
us to stick around. **** (68) Agatha then breaks into a sprint. **** Trifakas appears in front of you, out of nowhere,
flying in the air within 50' of the minaret as you reach the end of the
precipice. He chuckles evilly and begins casting. **(76) Git: "And what were you waiting for?"(76) Git: :calls out to Trifakas:(69) DM: Around you, the twin immortals fight
on. Daemons and celestials are summoned onto this plane and enter the fray at
the command of their masters.(68) Agatha: "Trifakas, you worm! I was
hoping to get another chance at your scrawny neck!"(69) Trifakas: "Why, your deaths, as Lolth
commands."(76) Git: "Don't care what your Bitch goddess said!"(69) DM: (init, each square is now 10' as the
chaos effects seem to have stabilized)(63) Lellick: [1d20+3]
-> [1,3] = (4)(68) Agatha: Init: [1d20+3]
-> [10,3] = (13)(65) J'hzuu: ((Init: [1d20+3] -> [9,3] =
(12)))(76) Git: init: [1d20+4] -> [5,4] = (9)whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+4]
-> [12,4] = (16)** Trifakas responds by hurling a sphere of crimson
fire at the ground in front of Lellick. "See how you fare without your
cleric." **whispering to TaliesinNYC, [10d6]
-> [2,4,3,2,6,1,6,4,4,4] = (36)(69) DM: (Reflex)(76) Git: Reflex save: [1d20+12] -> [11,12] =
(23)(63) Lellick: [1d20+8]
-> [8,8] = (16)(69) DM: (the X shows you where the minaret is.
it's floating 50' away from you in the middle of the air)whispering to Lellick, 36 damage(81) ticattack (enter): 23:44Attempting to assign the role of PLAYER to (81)
ticattack...(69) TaliesinNYC: Booting '(65) ticattack' from
room...(65) ticattack (exit): 23:44(68) Agatha: "Damn fireballs. "(69) DM: (Matt and Ag, reflex save pls)(81) ticattack: (([1d20+7] -> [17,7] =
(24)))** (63) Lellick cries out in pain, stumbling
backwards a step. **(68) Agatha: A pattern of blue spreads over
Agatha's armor with a cool protective breeze as she activates the the
chainshirt. "Humility before the Marid!"(68) Agatha: ((immunity to fire))** (81) ticattack ducks backawrds as his fur singes.
**** (81) J'hzuu ducks backawrds as his fur singes. **whispering to ticattack, 18 damage(69) DM: (13, Ag)** (68) Agatha stands there as the flame and smoke
drifts harmlessly around her. She gives the wizard a dirty looks. "You
damn self-involved mages are all alike!" **** (68) Agatha turns to J'hzuu. "Still
alive, feline?" **** (81) J'hzuu nods and lets out a muttered hiss. "More or less, yes." **(68) Agatha: ((delaying unless the chaos in
this place lets me flap my arms and fly.))(68) Agatha: "Then make for the prize!
We're dead without it!"(69) DM: (12, J'hz)(81) J'hzuu: ((One tick. Just
got to check something with the others.))** (81) J'hzuu takes a running leapp off the edge of
the surface, speeding towards the minaret. **(81) J'hzuu: ((60 feet, I think. Just check))(68) Agatha: ((Yup. That's fly's move))** (81) J'hzuu snatches the minaret, then twists
around in mid-air, returning to the others. **(69) DM: J'hzuu vanishes.** (68) Agatha turns to the wizard with a defiant
smile. "While you've got eternity to mull it over, be sure to remember
that you brought this ruin on yourself. No fate but your own and that." **(81) J'hzuu: ((Before or after he grabs the
minaret?))** Trifakas screams with rage at seeing the Khajiit
steal his prize away... **(69) DM: ((after))(76) Git: :grins as J'hzuu disappears and calls out to Trifakas:
"Like I said.. what erer you waiting for?"(69) Trifakas: "I will make you all pay if
it's the last thing I do!"(69) DM: (9, Git)(76) Git: "No.. it seems whining is the
last thing you'll do."(68) Agatha: "Uh heh..uhh
Git? Why are we still here?"(76) Git: (delay)(69) DM: (4, Lel)(76) Git: :shrugs to aggy and whispers: "I dunno.. but I hope J'hzuu is placing that last minaret about
now."** (63) Lellick grips his holy symbol with a slightly
shaky arm, though his voice is clear, "May Tevesh ease
my pain and make me whole again." **(63) Lellick: (Spontaneously casting Cure
Serious Wounds on self, rolling for HP gain now..)(63) Lellick: [3d8+7]
-> [5,4,3,7] = (19)(63) Lellick: (And, done)** Trifakas opens fire, spreads his hands and hurls a
cone of freezing air down your path. (Reflex) **(76) Git: Reflex save: [1d20+12] -> [6,12] =
(18)** (81) ticattack glances around, a little disoriented,
then sees the model. Shaking his head to clear it, he hurries to place the
minaret with the others. **(69) DM: (he goes on 16 btw)(63) Lellick: [1d20+8]
-> [20,8] = (28)(69) DM: (if you had actions after Lellick and
before his turn, let me know)whispering to TaliesinNYC, [10d4+10]
-> [3,2,4,3,1,3,3,1,1,3,10] = (34)(68) Agatha: Reflex save: [1d20+5]
-> [7,5] = (12)whispering to Gautam, 34 damagewhispering to Lunauc, 17 damagewhispering to Lellick, 17 damage** (68) Agatha is caught off guard and can only curse
as she clumsily tries to duck under cover. **(69) DM: There is a sudden thunderclap and
Trifakas screaming in rage as the two immortals combat around him is the last
thing you see...(69) DM: ...and you reappear in the crystal
cathedral.(69) DM: And suddenly, the model grows in
size...or perhaps, it is you who are shrinking. Regardless, the four of you
vanish and reappear inside the model of the now completed Citadel of Martek.** (76) Git tenses his body against the biting cold.
A relaxed breath leaving his freezing lungs as he reappears in the cathedral:
"Enjoy oblivion..whiner."
**** (63) Lellick looks around wildly, clutching the
frost-covered blisters on one of his arms. "Where'd he...?" **** (68) Agatha is still shivering as she slowly
brushes off the ice on her and prays that her fingers stay attached. **** (76) Git takes in their new surroundings
thoughtfully, while hugging his chilled figure for warmth. "Thanks for the
quick action, J'hzuu. i owe you a load of fresh fish
and a jug of milk." **(69) DM: (stopping in 20 minutes)(69) DM: (when was the last time I handed out
XP?)** (81) J'hzuu nods, distracted with the scorch marks
across his fur. "Not a problem. J'hzuu's magicks save the day once
again..." **(68) Agatha: ((not sure. probably documented
somewhere. either the forums or the log.))(69) DM: ((if you can't remember then it's
probably time I did, lol.))(81) J'hzuu: ((S'been a while... after the
assassin-place, methinks...))(68) Agatha: "Think you could spare some
magic for a fire, hot shot?"(69) DM: You appear in the middle of a vast
dark area. A single pillar of light shines down from an
immense dome overhead. The shaft strikes the top of a round platform,
20' above the floor. Stairs rise up to the sides of the platform to the
skeleton of a man, bathed in brilliant light. The bones are laid out so that
the feet point to the east and the skull to the west. On the skull is a metal
headpiece that reflects the light into three beams, each of which strikes a
great statue. The room is hushed.** (81) J'hzuu waves his hand with a toothy grin, and
a flame appears hovering over it. He holds it near the others. "If all has
something to light, J'hzuu can build a real fire, yes?" **** (81) J'hzuu freezes, his hand outstretched as he
looks about. "Or... not, J'hzuu guesses...".
**(68) Agatha: "Good k-k-kitty."** (63) Lellick straightens up somewhat,
concentrating as he holds his holy symbol, causing it to glow with a white
light. He then goes over to J'hzuu and touches his arm,
casting a healing spell on him before casting another on himself. **(69) DM: The net effect is that of a
three-sided pyramid which surrounds the skeleton. Each of the statues is 30'
tall and appears to be that of a giant djann wearing a turban and holding a
giant scimitar before him. There is a hole in each turban, as if it were a
setting for a very large gemstone.(76) Git: :looking up the stairs to the laid
out skeleton, "Martek, i presume."(63) Lellick: (Using Sacred Boost to
maximize a spontaneous Cure Moderare Wounds for each of them - so they each get
23 hp healed)(63) Lellick: (*Moderate)(69) DM: There is a socket at the base of the
skull and at the skeleton's feet.(76) Git: (is there different colors or
patterns to the sockets or statues?)(69) DM: ((nope))** (68) Agatha notes the slots as Lellick's divine
magic fills her bones with warmth. **(76) Git: "J'zuu... got enough flight left in you to place some
star gems?"** (81) J'hzuu nods. "Yes, J'hzuu thinks
so" **** (81) J'hzuu holds his hands out for the gems. **(76) Git: "I wonder if they're suppose to be placed in a certain
order."(68) Agatha: "I don't know, but it looks
like each gem has its own special roost."** (76) Git gets out the star gems, looking then over
for a moment before handing three to J'hzuu. Here... place these in the
statues. I'll put the other two with the skeleton." **** (81) J'hzuu takes the gems, and kicks off from the
ground, placing the gems in and checking that they are secure. **** (76) Git heads up the stairs to place the other
two gems in the slots at the skeleton's feet and head. **** (63) Lellick watches them for a moment, then looks
around at the rest of the chamber, not entirely trusting that something won't
come out of the shadows. **(69) DM: As the fifth and last Star Gem is
placed, a dull throbbing starts to build. Suddenly, there is the sizzling sound
of lightning, the pillar of light splits into three beams from the ceiling.
Each beam shines on one of the Star Gems in the statue's turbans, these reflect
the light to the other statues forming a pyramid of light about the platform
that pulsates to the rhythm of throbbing sound.** (68) Agatha eyes the area warily, almost expecting
a golem or some phantom to jump out of nowhere. **** (76) Git cautiously backs away from the skeleton
**(69) DM: A crack like thunder fills the room,
and two more beams of light shoot down from the ceiling striking the Star Gems
at the skeleton's head and foot. These bathe the bones in the reflected beams,
playing over them with ever-increasing speed. The throbbing increases to
ear-deafening pounding, and a keening moan of rushing
wind begins to build sending shivers down your spine.(69) DM: The ancient bones stir, and then in a
brilliant flash from the gems at its head and feet,
the skeleton rises and spins into a blur. When the spinning stops, a live man
stands on the platform. Though dressed simply and now crownless, his gentle
face and welcoming gestures tell you that he is Martek, returned from the
Beyond.(69) DM: ((and on this note, we'll stop))** (76) Git bows to the restored man. "Good day
to you, m'lord." **